Is nonsense. There is no “perfect life”. We are all losers in the end. I’d even go further and say that from the standpoint of atheism, there is no point to existence at all, so that even the Dantes, Goethes, Shakespeares are of no value. The fact is that, even if they might have at least a little bit of value (given that they left great legacies), this fades, too, when our sun goes supernova and swallows the earth. Or when man goes extinct in any other way.
(See also MGTOW.)
Being a Christian, however, I side with Don Colacho:
Man is important only if it is true that a God has died for him.
I would not live for even a fraction of a second if I stopped feeling the protection of God’s existence.
We live because we do not view ourselves with the same eyes with which everybody else views us.
We spend a life trying to understand what a stranger understands at a glance: that we are just as insignificant as the rest.